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Garth has a minion!
Becquerel the Black Cat
Becquerel the Black Cat
Garth
Legacy Name: Garth
The Angelic Darkonite
Owner: Prose
Age: 14 years, 9 months, 1 week
Born: July 19th, 2009
Adopted: 13 years, 11 months, 4 weeks ago
Adopted: April 28th, 2010
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 0
- Health: 13
- HP: 13/13
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Hicktown, Montana. Population, under two thousand.I always knew I didn't belong here, even when I was little. My little sis was the smart one. The presentable one. Me, well, once I hit my wild teenage years, my parents frequently let me know how disappointed they were. Of course, that just fueled the whole issue even more.My sense of un-belonging got worse once I hit puberty, and not for the reasons you probably think. Other weird things started happening at about the same time. It took me a while to realize the voices were other peoples' thoughts, coming to me completely involuntarily.Yeah, I'm a freak. I figured I should get that out of the way early, so you can go ahead and start judging me now.Don't get me wrong; I'm not some emo boy with a tragic childhood that thinks the world hates me. I just felt misplaced. And I tell it how I see it.Over the next few years, I slowly gained control of my powers, either through effort, or by suffocating them with drugs and booze. That's when my parents really began to snap. It was argument after argument, fight after fight with them, until I couldn't stand it any longer. So I left. That was three years ago.I still wonder if they miss me, sometimes.I think troubled is a bit of an understatement, concerning me. Fucked up, maybe. Thing is, I'm happy. Content, at the very least.Sure, hitchhiking across the country with about fifty bucks to your name is a rough life, but at least I'm doing what I want to do. I live my life how I see fit, and if that includes women, drugs, and beer, then so be it.It'll do, for now, until I can figure out exactly where I do belong.
Pet Treasure
Mori Spirits
Psychic Bubbles
Crystal Shard
Rose Incense
Blades of Grass
Garden Dirt
Polka Dot Handkerchief on a Stick
Beaten-Up Backpack
Silver Foil Gelt Coins
Hammock
Snowy Village Bench
Snowy Village Tireless Truck
Snowy Village Train Engine
Dirty Perfume Bottle
Harmonica
Acoustic Guitar
Busker Kit
Student Violin Case
Guitar Picks
Jitterbug Note Earrings
Shapely Pearl Hookah
Freshly Rolled Rainbow Herb
Lighter
Special Brownies
Deaths Cap
Six Pack of Hard Cider
The Smoker
Grape Jelly Shot
Slippery Nipple
Beer
Flaming B-52
Margarita